It all started when I accepted an invitation to go over to my friend Dave’s house. Dave is a rich guy who lives in a big house that’s almost like a mansion. I grew up with Dave, but I don’t consider him one of my closest friends. He can be a bit spoiled and arrogant, but because he’s rich, he always has the best toys, parties, etc. So, I gladly accept.
Dave greeted me at the front door, wearing only baggy red swimming trunks. Dave is older than me. You can tell by his chest that he’s been working out, but he’s not totally ripped or anything. “Benny’s finally here,” Dave told me. “There’s beer in the fridge and the pool is in the back.” Dave looked at me. “Where’s your bathing suit?”
“Swimsuit?” I asked. “Oh, yes,” I mumbled. I picked up the bag I had brought from the car and began to check it. I found a towel, sunglasses, a tube of sunscreen, but no swimming trunks. “Oops,” I said. “I must have left them on the bed. I’ll have to go back.”
Dave rolled his eyes at me. “Relax,” he said. “I also have a set of clothes you can use in my room.” Dave walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door. He reached in and picked up a bottle of beer. “It’s the only thing in the bottom drawer of the dresser by the window.” Dave opened the beer and took a swig from the can. “I’ll meet you out at the pool once you put on your bathing suit.” Dave opened the sliding glass door to the backyard and walked outside.
I walked down the hall to Dave’s bedroom. Sure enough, I saw a dresser under the window. I went over there and opened the bottom drawer. There was only one swimsuit inside, so I took it. I immediately noticed that it didn’t look like the shorts Dave was wearing. It was made of yellow latex material and looked like swimming trunks. “Are you serious?” I said to myself. I opened other drawers trying to find a different set, but there were no other options. I didn’t like wearing such a revealing swimsuit, but I didn’t want to go home, so I took off my clothes and put on the yellow swimsuit in the drawer. I feel tightness, especially in my back.
I walked down the hallway and opened the sliding glass door. When I stepped outside, I felt the warm summer air hit my face. It was hot outside. The weather was perfect for swimming in the pool. “Hey Dave,” I said, walking over to where he was lying on the inflatable boat. I turned my back to him and bent down to put down the bag containing towels and other stuff.
Dave was lying on his back on the boat, a pillow at the end of the boat supporting Dave’s head. As soon as Dave saw me get out, his eyes were fixed on my ass. As I bent down to put my stuff down, Dave picked up the sunglasses he was wearing. “Fuck,” he whispered.
I turned around and saw Dave staring at me with a weird expression. “What’s wrong?” I asked. I bent over again, my butt facing Dave, and pulled out the sunscreen from my bag.
“Oh my god, man,” Dave said. “You have a hot girl’s ass. I never noticed it before, but in that bathing suit; damn.”
“What?” I said, embarrassed. I turned my back and looked at my reflection in the pool. I immediately noticed my face was turning red, and when I looked down, I could see what caught Dave’s attention. My ass has always been tight and curvy, and the tight spandex swimsuit hugs the curves of my ass really well. If someone had seen my butt just now, they would have guessed it belonged to a woman.
“This is crazy,” Dave said, staring at me. “Wiggle your ass for me, I want to see what it looks like.”
Dave was staring at me in a very weird, sexy way and I felt uncomfortable. “Okay,” I stuttered. “No, thanks, I’m going swimming.”
Dave slid off the raft and swam to the edge of the pool next to me. He grabbed the edge of the pool and pushed himself up. “The water feels great,” he said. “But you should definitely put some sunscreen on. Why don’t you lean back in the chair and I can massage your back.” Before I could say anything, Dave snatched the sunscreen out of my hand.
“I guess,” I said reluctantly. I turned my back on Dave and walked over to a nearby chair. I sat down and lifted my buttocks into the air, keeping my back exposed to the sun.
Dave slowly walked up to me. His eyes were completely focused on the curvy edges of my ass, which were peeking out from the edges of the tight suit I was wearing. He squeezed some white creamy sunscreen into his hand and bent down to look at me. His hands were rubbing the sunscreen on my back while he was staring at my ass.
I felt Dave’s hands rubbing back and forth on my back. Then I felt something hard pressing against my butt. “Should I choke him?” I asked. I turned around and saw Dave standing in his swimming trunks with a huge tent. “Oh my god,” I gasped. The bulge I saw in Dave’s bathing suit told me that Dave’s cock must have been huge.
“Hey,” Dave said. “Excuse me, man. Your ass reminds me of that girl I slept with.” Dave lowered the sunscreen bottle to his hip so that it was parallel to the bulge of his cock. The sunscreen bottle looked tiny in comparison. “Here, you rub the rest in.” Dave squeezed the bottle and sprayed a few drops of sunscreen on me. Gobs of cream hit my face.
I apply sunscreen to my face and chest. “That’s disgusting man,” I say, staring at the tent in his pants. “You have to get rid of that thing.”
“You’re right,” he said. “Maybe the water will calm me down.” Dave walked toward the water, his bulge swaying back and forth with every step he took. Finally, Dave reached the edge and slid feet first into the pool. Dave paddled for a while but kept looking at me. “But please do me a favor,” Dave asked. “Wiggle your ass for me. I can’t stop thinking about it, so if you do, I can think of something else.”
“I don’t know Dave,” I defended. “I don’t like the way you keep looking at me. I’m your friend and I’m straight, I’m not some slut you fucked.” “If that will make you leave me alone, then I guess I will.” I swung my hips in his direction, rocking my hips back and forth. The result was that my curvy ass jiggled from side to side. “How’s it going?” I asked, rocking my ass further towards him.
Dave whistled and swam excitedly into the pool. “It’s so hot,” he said. “Girls pay thousands of dollars for asses like that.”
“Okay,” I said. “I’m doing this for you, so let’s skip this,” I said. I wiped off the sunscreen and jumped right into the pool.
Dave came up next to me, paddling. As he was paddling through the water, he said to me, “I have a crazy idea.” Dave added, “You should sit on my lap. Your ass looks like a girl’s, but it can look like a girl’s. Be an experiment.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I replied. “That sounds really gay and disgusting. I see that huge tent in your pants. I don’t want that thing anywhere near my ass.”
“Come on,” Dave argued. “It’s not gay; I’m just curious. It’s not about sex or anything like that. But we should totally do it.”
“Dave, I really don’t want to sit on your lap,” I explained. “Please, don’t force me to do anything like that again.”
Dave swam to the edge of the pool, where there were steps leading up. He knelt down and sat on one of the steps. “Come on brother, sit on my lap,” he ordered. “We’re all in suits. Just sit down for a few seconds.”
“No,” I replied stiffly. “I’m not going to sit on it.”
“You’re such a tease,” Dave complained. “You’re lucky you have that ass. You should show it off and share it with other guys.”
I looked at Dave questioningly. “I’m not gay,” I explained. “I wouldn’t share my ass with a man. Frankly, your obsession with my ass bothers me.”
“Are you kidding me?” Dave asked angrily. “I was just joking. You don’t have to get all weird and angry about it. It’s just a joke.” “Gee, if you’re that insecure about a joke, you must be gay.”
At that point we all swam around the pool in silence for a while. I didn’t know what else to say, so I let Dave have the last word. The whole situation got a little awkward. I tried to focus on the pool. The cool water felt great. It was definitely a place to escape the hot sun. As I swam, I kept thinking about Dave. Maybe he was right and I was overreacting. Still, the thought of sitting on Dave’s lap made me feel uncomfortable.
After swimming in Dave’s pool for a while, I decided it was time to leave. I swam to the edge of the pool and put my hands on the tiles along the edge of the pool. I slowly pushed down and lifted my torso onto the edge of the pool. Eventually I was able to get my butt out of the water and sit on the edge of the tiles. I was able to stand up and walk toward Dave’s house. I turned my head and found Dave staring at my ass again. I blushed and yelled to him, “Thanks for swimming, Dave. I have to go now. Do you want me to leave my bathing suit in the room?” I pulled a towel out of my bag and started to dry myself off.
Dave swam to the edge of the pool. He shook his head at me and said, “No, why not keep it on?” Dave said. “You can wear it whenever you’re walking around here.”
I couldn’t imagine myself wearing it again next to Dave, but politely I replied, “Thank you.” After drying myself off, I headed toward the house. “I’ll talk to you later,” I said to Dave as I opened the sliding glass door.
After getting dressed in my normal clothes, I left Dave’s house. Over the next week I found myself becoming more and more bored. My thoughts wandered to Dave and whether I was doing the right thing by refusing to sit on his lap. I always worried that I was making things too awkward. Maybe it would have been better if I had done so. I have known Dave for a while and he has always been interested in girls and only girls.
The next weekend, it was extremely hot outside. The air conditioner in my apartment couldn’t handle the heat and I was sweating while sitting on the couch watching TV. I went to the refrigerator and got a cold soda. Instead of opening it, I put it to my forehead and tried to calm my head down. If there was ever a day when I wanted to go swimming, this would be it. I lowered my arms and put the soda on the coffee table next to the couch. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and sent Dave a message asking if I could come over.
I waited for half an hour and got no response. I’m starting to think he’s still embarrassed about what happened the last time I was at his house. I tried to think of ways to resolve this through text messages, but every message I could think of that might help ease the awkwardness also made things worse. Finally, an idea came to me. Maybe if I sent him a picture of me in Dave’s suit he’d know things were good and I wouldn’t feel threatened by him making fun of me.
I put on the tight, cheek-hugging yellow bathing suit that Dave had given me. I walked over to a full-length mirror hanging on the wall of my apartment. Looking at my reflection, I completely understood why Dave said the dress made me look like a woman’s butt. No wonder, I thought, he wanted me to sit on his lap. I stuck my butt out and posed for no reason. With a sly smile on my face I picked up my phone and took a photo. I immediately sent Dave the photos I had taken as a text message attachment.
Dave replied to my message immediately. My phone vibrated, and when I opened my text messages, I saw that Dave had texted me: “Nice picture. Did you change your mind?”
I immediately texted Dave a reply. The message read, “Like you said, just pretending.”
Dave responded via text: “That’s it. Embrace it.”
A drop of sweat slid from his brow and fell onto the screen of his mobile phone. I picked up my shirt from the floor and wiped the screen with it. I guess I better get to the point. I messaged Dave back: “So, can I come and swim?”
Dave replied to me, “Sure, I’ll be back in the pool.”
I quickly put on some sunscreen and headed to my car. I couldn’t wait to get out of my apartment and get into Dave’s pool. Traffic was light and it didn’t take me long to drive up to Dave’s big house. When I got there I didn’t knock on the door. I walked around the side of the house and through the open door into the backyard. I saw Dave sitting on the steps leading to the pool without a shirt on.
“Hey, Benny,” Dave called to me, smiling. “Come here, let me see that lovely lady’s ass of yours.”
Dave’s comment made me blush. I walked over to where he was sitting. I turned around with my butt facing Dave. I turned my head so I could see Dave staring at me. I twisted my waist so my butt jiggled in the suit. I was blushing the whole time. “Is this like a girl?” I asked with a hint of embarrassment in my tone. I could tell Dave was mesmerized by the movement of my ass.
“Yeah, I wanted to tell you that before,” Dave commented. “Now come over here and sit on my lap. We didn’t get it done last time. Before you get weird and all happy about everything, I want to see if this feels like a girl’s ass.”
I asked, “You promise you won’t do anything weird if I sit on it?” “Can you promise you won’t rub your cock on my ass or anything like that?”
“Fuck, no, I wouldn’t do that,” Dave replied. “Look, I’m straight and you’re straight. We both like women. You’re sitting on my lap and it’s not a sexual thing, it’s just a science thing.”
“Okay,” I said hesitantly. “I thought maybe a little bit…”
“Oh god, yes!” Dave explained. “That’s it Spirit, come sit on Daddy’s lap.” Dave stretched his legs out underwater and patted the water over his crotch. Sitting on some steps of the pool, Dave’s lower body was submerged in the water, but his crotch was only slightly below the surface.
I dropped my body into the water of the pool. The coolness of the water a relief from the hot sun. I reluctantly swam over to Dave and sat down on the same step where he was sitting. I looked at him intently. I was expecting him to shut it off at the last second and call me a faggot, but when I saw the look on his face I could tell he was really looking forward to that happening and I wasn’t going to get over that easily. I swallowed hard and stood up from the steps. I was standing in front of Dave with my back to him. All I had to do was sit down and sit on his lap. My ass was hanging right in front of Dave’s face.
Dave playfully slapped my ass, making it jiggle. Dave laughed, then grabbed the sides of my ass and started rubbing.
“Uh,” I mumbled. “Should I choke him?” I asked. “Take your hands off my ass, Dave.” I felt Dave let go of my ass. “Okay, let’s get this over with.” I lowered myself until I felt my butt touch the pool water. Going down a little more, I rested my ass on Dave’s thigh.
“Oh, wow,” Dave commented. “That feels great.” Just a few days ago I had Samantha sit here, and I must say, it feels like she’s sitting on my lap.
“Samantha?” I asked, shocked. Samantha was Dave and I’s classmate in school. I’ve always had a crush on her. In fact, I remember telling Dave I liked him when we were in school together. But Samantha has always been a classy girl to me. I couldn’t imagine her sitting on Dave’s lap like a slut. “Samantha on your lap?”
“Oh, yes,” Dave explained. “Your ass looks just like hers. The only difference is we were swimming naked and it was skin to skin when she sat on my lap.”
“No way,” I said. “Samantha sitting on your lap with her butt naked?”
“Oh, yes,” Dave said. “Well, when she saw what was under my suit, she couldn’t do anything. Dave moved his hips a little and started rubbing his crotch against my ass. “Yeah,” he said. He started grunting while doing so.
I didn’t do anything at first. I just think Dave was trying to make himself comfortable. But then I felt something hard and sharp poking me in the butt. “Dave!” I yelled. “What are you doing!?”
“Relax, man,” Dave said. He grabbed my arms with his strong hands and started rocking my body back and forth on his feet. “Oh yeah.”
“Oh, disgusting man,” I complained. “Dave, uh, you promised you wouldn’t rub your cock all over me.”
Dave didn’t stop letting me rest on his lap. “No,” Dave said coyly. “What I’m saying is that I won’t promise anything. You misunderstood me.” Dave started moving his hips along with my body. “I’m just feeling this pain. Ugh. Nothing to worry about… uh….”
“I shouldn’t have sat on your lap in the first place,” I complained. I thought about getting rid of him, but decided to just wait and see what would eventually happen. Dave’s cock felt hard and big, rubbing against my ass.
“Wait,” Dave whispered. “That’s not right.” Dave stopped rubbing and let me lay on his lap, which gave me a lot of relief. Dave took his right hand off of me and held it underwater. “Relax.” Dave was doing something underwater. Suddenly, he pulled a red swimsuit out of the water and tossed it aside. “This is much better.”
“Wait a minute,” I gasped when I saw Dave’s suit thrown aside. “Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is.” I panicked and tried to get away from Dave.
Dave immediately grabbed me again with his other hand and held me in place. “I was just thinking about Samantha,” Dave said, rubbing his bare crotch against my ass. “Ugh,” Dave groaned. “I’d like a closer comparison.”
I felt Dave’s hard erection digging into the side of my ass. It was only separated by the thin fabric of the bathing suit I was wearing. I felt the hard steel rod sliding against my ass. “Oh God,” I gasped.
“Check this out,” Dave said to me. He lifted me onto his lap. As he did so he showed me his huge throbbing cock. It was much bigger than I had imagined. The thick, mushroom-shaped cock head at the end was pointed straight at my ass.
“Oh my god,” I commented. “So big. No wonder Samantha is sitting on your lap.”
Dave smiled at me. He moved his hips, causing his huge, hard cock to slide down my ass. “She does a lot more than just sit on my lap,” Dave explained. Dave pulled me onto the next step behind him so that my knees were no longer submerged in the water. As Dave did this, he stroked his huge cock back and forth against my ass.
I found myself gagged by Dave’s cock. His steel rod swung like a pendulum and I was completely hypnotized. I can’t deny that it was an arousing sight to see Dave’s big cock dangling so close to my tight, shapely ass. If the situation wasn’t awkward enough, I immediately realized that I was erecting a strong tent in the front of my suit.
“I can tell you exactly what you see,” Dave said, smiling. “You should take your clothes off and rub your butt against it. Maybe you could give me a lap dance like Samantha did. That would be hot, so Dave put me down so I was sitting on his thick cock.” “Think how hot that would be.”
